so...

Between Shai and the nascent charley horse I was about to have, I remember part of my dream.

I was irc-ing with the normal lot. Timey and Shai were there (in person), and for some reason, so was my dad. I *think* he was fixing our sink. Yeah.

Anyway. The amusing bit is that Shepwhore was also chatting to us, and the three of us were trying to explain Shepwhore. To my father.

This, is wrong, on SO many levels.

My dad is... religious, let's just say. He'd disapprove of Shepwhore, y'know, on basic principles.

Hrm.

Yo, Shai

I'm taking Timey up north in a bit, so I won't be by the phone if things go, uh, pear-shaped. I'll take your cell, though.

And the Boy called. I told him you were with the Army.

GIP

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